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If I Could Live My Life Over
Mar. 25th, 2021 08:24 pmIf I could live my preschool years over again, I'd start on good habits from the beginning. I'd eat the good meals my mother prepared, I'd shun packaged snacks. I'd ask members of my family to take me for daily walks. I'd try to play nicer with the other kids.
If I could relive my elementary school years, I'd try to build on the good habits I'd started. I'd convince myself that a dollar could be saved instead of spent on a bag of chips and a drink. I'd realize that I was not popular not because of everyone else's faults, but because I needed to earn popularity. I'd seek out the people who were marginalized by the "in crowd", and create our own "in crowd". I would whine less and be more grateful, I would look to help other kids who were struggling in school. I would try harder myself, I would check my incredible arrogance and conceit at the door and humbly be the friend to others that I wanted them to be to me. I would try to innovate instead of accepting exclusion - I'd make myself worthy of inclusion.
If I could relive high school, I would try to be sensitive to the feelings of others and not say or do things that would embarrass them. I'd listen to people telling me things instead of trying to make myself heard all the time. I would avoid the person who almost destroyed me and concentrate on my real friends, the people who really cared about me.
If I could relive my college life, I would realize how little I really knew. I'd realize that I wasn't anywhere near as funny as I thought I was, and I'd learn the difference between funny , childish, and stupid. I would talk more to the professors, humbly learn from their experience, knowledge and wisdom, instead of thinking I had more of any of those than I actually did. I'd learn from the faiths of my classmates. I'd be sensitive to those around me and strive not to hurt them. I'd realize how much better it is to accept being last than to think you're first. I would build people up. I'd make it my goal to have people feel they were better off for knowing me. I would not ridicule, I would not mock, I would not be a conceited little twerp. I would put others before myself and live the golden rule. I would be less judgmental, offering my opinions when they were wanted but not forcing them on people. My goal in life would be to show others that my faith was something that they wanted, not turning them away with self-righteous airs of superiority, greed, and cockiness. Maybe I'd figure out that it's better to be a human being now than to try to atone for the unatonable at age fifty.
If only, if only.
If I could relive my elementary school years, I'd try to build on the good habits I'd started. I'd convince myself that a dollar could be saved instead of spent on a bag of chips and a drink. I'd realize that I was not popular not because of everyone else's faults, but because I needed to earn popularity. I'd seek out the people who were marginalized by the "in crowd", and create our own "in crowd". I would whine less and be more grateful, I would look to help other kids who were struggling in school. I would try harder myself, I would check my incredible arrogance and conceit at the door and humbly be the friend to others that I wanted them to be to me. I would try to innovate instead of accepting exclusion - I'd make myself worthy of inclusion.
If I could relive high school, I would try to be sensitive to the feelings of others and not say or do things that would embarrass them. I'd listen to people telling me things instead of trying to make myself heard all the time. I would avoid the person who almost destroyed me and concentrate on my real friends, the people who really cared about me.
If I could relive my college life, I would realize how little I really knew. I'd realize that I wasn't anywhere near as funny as I thought I was, and I'd learn the difference between funny , childish, and stupid. I would talk more to the professors, humbly learn from their experience, knowledge and wisdom, instead of thinking I had more of any of those than I actually did. I'd learn from the faiths of my classmates. I'd be sensitive to those around me and strive not to hurt them. I'd realize how much better it is to accept being last than to think you're first. I would build people up. I'd make it my goal to have people feel they were better off for knowing me. I would not ridicule, I would not mock, I would not be a conceited little twerp. I would put others before myself and live the golden rule. I would be less judgmental, offering my opinions when they were wanted but not forcing them on people. My goal in life would be to show others that my faith was something that they wanted, not turning them away with self-righteous airs of superiority, greed, and cockiness. Maybe I'd figure out that it's better to be a human being now than to try to atone for the unatonable at age fifty.
If only, if only.
